Drug of Choice
Resisting cleverly spoken words
designed to charm in charismatic tones
Slowly drawn in to your game of tease
As you strut your stuff with plumage puffed
I find myself unable to resist
Captivated and willingly seduced
I become hooked on you
My new drug of choice
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Christopher is guest hosting D'Verse tonight and has prompted us
with the word "Choice". We can use it any form, however we wish.
Image by einstein ramones from Pixabay
Well it was a choice, so willingly done. But an excess is too much, sometimes. Thanks for joining in.
Thanks Grace ☺️
I think love too often works as a drug… choice or not… soon it’s not about choice but dependence.
Scary isn’t it?
Making a choice is as much about feeling as it is about weighed options, especially when our hearts (or loins) are involved. Very well done! Brava!
Thank you! I appreciate that very much ☺️
numbing process well described 🙂
Thanks Reena ☺️
Very cleverly written Christine
Thank you Sadje dear ☺️💕
You’re welcome my friend
You’ve captured how we’re lured in and seduced really well. As you strut your stuff with plumage puffed – This line made me laugh out loud 😂
Haha, thank you Nitin 🤣
And it certainly is a choice but worth it in our lust-addled folly 🙂
Thanks Lisa. We are so easily led aren’t we 🤣
Love and/or infatuation can certainly be addictive.
I know Rob. Quite wicked! ☺️